Chapter 66 - Female Knight, Spare this Man’s Life! (2/2)

The bright blue body, the square storage box, the LOGO-printed helmet, the motorcycle that stormed off the road, was the delivered vehicle of the famous take-out brand which had the print “Happy Dining in a Minute!”

The performance of the modified delivery vehicle was a little beyond acceptable, and it always crashes on the road on weekdays, which is like a heavy tank in the delivery industry.

But in the hands of the female knight, she used it with two hundred percent advantage, chasing behind the group of gangsters, putting them out to wine!

This street was not at all long, therefore in a short time, the bald man had already run off from one end of the street to the other. He has used his strength to keep his two short legs running. With this momentum, if intended, he could win honor for his country if ever he participated in the Olympics!

Even so, the man’s strength was still limited. When his last strength was spent, his feet became soft and he fell face first into the mud!

The motorcycle behind him is catching up, the throttle roared at the female’s hand, and it was going to run over him in a second!

“Female knight, please spare this man’s life!” As he rolled, his big fat face rubbed across the asphalt pavement, rough stones cut his skin, and his husky tattoos on his arms looked worn out.

Regardless of his own confused appearance, he collapsed on the ground and looked absently at the motorcycle which had stopped dangerously in front of him, making him tremble in fear of his life.

He was just a small village-born ruffian who had not finished junior high school and worked around with a group of brothers who had dropped out of school, only to be expelled from the factory in a few days because of a crowd fight.

Later, when they arrived in big cities with ambition, their minds went astray and they learned to obtain a living in despicable ways. Last month, he went to the second-hand market and spent 500 yuan to buy an eight-hand huge stereo.

How could he imagine that after a few weeks of good life, he would meet a stubble at this point?